"Thinking"
"Thinking"
Thinking is like mist; drizzling through my mind,
Seeping through my head; like the sands of time,
Making my head cloudy; haziness turns to fog,
Wind; blowing, gently; through the trees making them whisper softly; like chimes,
Leaves falling; falling to the moist Earth,
The soil; rich with nutrients and minerals,
The Sun; bright with orange glory,
The Moon; shining dimly; gleaming like fireflies,
The Earth; spinning; spinning like a yo-yo; on a string trying to get away,
Thinking.
Thinking is like mist; drizzling through my mind,
Seeping through my head; like the sands of time,
Making my head cloudy; haziness turns to fog,
Wind; blowing, gently; through the trees making them whisper softly; like chimes,
Leaves falling; falling to the moist Earth,
The soil; rich with nutrients and minerals,
The Sun; bright with orange glory,
The Moon; shining dimly; gleaming like fireflies,
The Earth; spinning; spinning like a yo-yo; on a string trying to get away,
Thinking.
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